and just like everything else in this
temporary world,
this book has now finally come to its end.
after writing this page, i will then throw
it into the woods and let the strong wind
take it to where it is supposed to go.
let its pages be its wings,
and the words as navigator;
if you saw this, read its contents,
and reached this note,
then that only means that this book
truly knows its destination.
i wished for it to be found by a genuine soul,
and i wonder not why your eyes
are scanning these words.
thank you for joining me here,
i truly appreciate your presence.
but for now i’ll wave my hand goodbye
as i sigh with relief.
it was a tough ride,
but we made it here.
i am happy because you stayed with me,
and i hope you’ll forever choose to stay.
hold on still, my dearest,
great things are waiting ahead of you.
but if you need to take a break,
sit on the ground. feel its warmth with
your open palms. do that until you’re
fully charged.
until you have finally gained back
the energy to move forward.
it’s fine to admit that you’re tired.
we all are.
we understand.
listen to that, it’s the strong wind
telling me to throw the book already.
i hope this finds you well,
and i hope it won’t hit you in the face.
i wish for you to get all the nicest things
this world can offer.
you deserve them.
YOU ARE READING
Found This Book Somewhere In The Forest
Poetry"Talk to my soul later midnight, when the moon's at its peak. That's the only way of communication that I know, because my physical lips will stutter if I told you about how I want to tear my human skin apart and go out."
